Now that scent belongs to you
Belongs to glances and touches
Silent communication
To moments that are novels
Encased in my searching heart
To some it's just a perfume
To me its new beginnings
Tentative fingers connecting
The reflection of light in your brown eyes
Of wind blowing strong and loud
Not unlike the beating of our hearts
I think I'll wear this night for a while.
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